“just pause” (poem)

Wanna say this was written around about 1997. Give or take, anyway. | (c) FW Rabey

Just pause

 

Rhulie and Angel, and Paris Aquinas

took turns in dancing a slow, faded tango

no women attended.

 

Loose brothers from Broad Street

they’d been to Durango, eaten fresh fruit

pinched from side-market stands

with sugarcreased hands.

 

They had an old player,

its pin-needle weathered, the record

hissed madly, but vinyl remembers.

 

Rhulie, and Angel and Paris Aquinas

took turns in dancing, changed off

their lead. And when they had finished, the evening

diminished, they hit the streets running, each

to his need.

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